Blue's Clues The Lost Episode Novels & Stories

Elle had thought. Elle sneak peeked and saw a straight flush. She wanted to smirk and let Derek know that he had lost, but it was Aslan’s game. He should show him that the motherfucker had lost it. But then the unexpected happened. “You won, Derek.” Elle’s eyes snapped towards Aslan's face and she couldn’t control her gasp, but Aslan’s grip on her hand told her that he wanted her to not say anything. She could feel the pain of her friend which had filled every pore of the room, but Elena was oblivious of it. Elle was confused.

“What the hell is Mr. Apion hiding in his workplace that needs to be guarded round the clock?” “Ancient artifacts?” “Million-dollar diamonds?” He fires a line of questions that I simply can’t answer. “Still think I’m being paranoid about them?” A sense of achievement rings in his tone. “These people are hiding something big.” “Whatever it is, we’re going to find out.” I say and look down to switch my flashlight back on. Then a realisation taps at my mind’s shoulder to remind me that I have no idea where our rooms are. And more pressingly, how to return to them.

I could hear soft classical music in the background and I remember that they were celebrating a family member's engagement. "Blue, please is Cristela there. If she's there please give her the phone." “Huh... We dropped Cristela off like an eternity ago." “Blue I'm serious, now is not the time for jokes." “I'm not joking. Kylee and I dropped Cristela off hours ago. What happened, has she gone missing?." I groaned and started walking to the garage. “Uncle G, please answer me. What is happening?." Blue asked, seriously worried. She sounded sober as hell.

I didn’t know if he had a decent relationship with his brother or father before they were murdered or not, but now, I wanted to know. I looked back at Vanessa. “I’ll do my best… could we speak to Claire first?” Vanessa nodded and led us away from the room. The Blue Moon compound was large, and it reminded me a lot of the inside of the Estate. The columns and the motifs that ran along the crown molding and baseboards were all the same. I wondered if that had been intentional or just happenstance. When we reached another door a few minutes later, Vanessa knocked. A few moments later, Claire opened the door.